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Thanks for the call

The rain and thunder poured down, Upon my blood drenched face, Car flipped over twice in the ditch, Threw me into this muddy place,

Mask on the shelf

I am the embodiment of a whore, Desire nothing but myself, Sit alone in the darkened room, My mask sitting on the shelf,

Revolving Door

I can’t say the words They hurt to much to even think, I wonder if these will be the last, That finally shove us over the brink,